“I just saw Sofia Coppola‘s Marie-Antoinette,” says a French film critic whose name I should probably keep under wraps. “Empty shell, boring as hell. Don’t know if the Cannes jury is gonna buy it, but the average moviegoer will suffer deeply watching gilded 18th-Century types people get bored, eat, drink, and get bored again. Movies about boredom and filling spaces are tricky to film. Coppola did it right with Lost in Translation, but this time she fails completely, in my opinion. You were right about the parallel between Marie Antoinette and the Paris Hilton crowd . It’s here. The rock soundtrack works in the beginning, but quickly turns into a gimmick that doesn’t hold for two hours.”